Oh come on
all you hearties,
and we'll roam
the mountains wide
Together we
will plunder
and together
we will die
We'll ramble o'er
the valleys
We'll gallop
o'er the plains
We'll scorn
to live in slavery
bound down
in iron chains
There was a wild
colonial boy
Jack Duggan
was his name
He was born and
raised in Ireland
In a place
called Castlemaine
He was his
father's only son
his mother's
pride and joy
And dearly did his
parents love the
wild colonial boy
At the early age
of sixteen years
He left his
native home
And to Australia's
sunny shores
he was
inclined to roam
He robbed the rich
He helped the poor
He shot
James MacEvoy
Who trembled and
gave up his
gold to the
wild colonial boy
It was in the year
of eighty-one he
commenced his
wild career
With a heart that
knew no danger
No foe-man
did he fear
He held up the
wealthy squatters
And their stock
he did destroy
A terror to Australia
was the
wild colonial boy
And on and
on the prairie
While Jackie
rode along
And he was listening
to the mocking bird
And he was singing
a cheerful song
Accept the band
of troupers
Kelly, Davis
and Fitzroy
They all set out
to capture him
The wild
colonial boy
Surrender now,
Jack Duggan
for you see we're
three to one
Now surrender in
the Queen's high name
You are the
blundering son
Jack drew two pistols
from his belt and
he proudly waved
them high
I'll fight but
not surrender
said the
wild colonial boy
Well he fired at
trouper Kelly
and brought him
to the ground
And turning round
to Davis he
received a fatal wound
A bullet pierced
his brave young heart
from the pistols
of Fitzroy
And that was
how they
captured him
The wild
colonial boy
And that was
how they
captured him
The wild
colonial boy